If there is no news in advance, then as soon as Stenda drinks it, Liu Zhengfeng will inevitably be stunned, and maybe he will really stop washing his hands. But now Liu Zhengfeng has already prepared, so he turned a deaf ear to the words "leader of the Left League", and his hands still went straight to the golden plate.

Shi Dengda was anxious and shouted: "Liu Zhengfeng, you dare not listen to the orders of the leader of the Left League? With a sudden rise of his right hand, a mourning nail flew out to knock over the gold plate used to wash his hands. However, all of a sudden, I could only hear someone snorting coldly in the banquet, followed by the rapid sound of "Huh~". There was a golden sè marble that popped out of thin air, impartial, and happened to collide head-on with the funeral door nail in mid-air. The two hidden weapons were stimulated by each other's strength, and each deviated from its original trajectory, and it was not known where it flew. You can't even touch the edge of the gold plate.

Accidents are happening, and they are really unexpected. Seeing that Liu Zhengfeng's hands were no more than a few inches away from the golden plate, the Songshan disciples who broke in from outside the gate were too late to stop them anyway. The green tendons on Stenda's temples burst out, and he shouted: "Uncle Shi, please take action!" Before the sound fell, I saw the yellow shadow shaking.

A man on the roof fell from the sky, and without saying a word, he flew up with his right foot and kicked at the golden basin. At the same time, he shouted: "Liu Zhengfeng, by the order of the alliance leader, you are not allowed to wash your hands in the golden basin!" But before he could exhaust his strength, all of a sudden, he saw a burly and sturdy figure standing on the second seat next to him, and said in a deep voice: "Who dares to come and attack? The sleeves of his robe were raised sharply, and a jīng steel short spear was suddenly displayed, and he threw it at the yellow-clothed figure that fell from the sky.

Within ten steps, all the powerful forces that were enough to punch the galloping horse were concentrated in this throw, and the castration of the steel spear was like a thunderbolt, and the ferocity was extremely fierce! The man in yellow was taken aback, and he hurriedly twisted his waist in the air and turned around, urging the Xuanmen Authentic Internal Force that had been cultivated by decades of hard work, and "Huh~" slashed out with a palm in the air.

When the lightning was shining, I only heard a "dang" sound and broke out. The steel spear was stimulated by the force of his palm, forming a round of silver platter in the whistling wind, and flew backwards in a sharp whirlwind, impartially, just above the door frame of the hall, and constantly trembled slightly. But the man in yellow was hit by the steel spear vigorously, and he was in mid-air and had no way to release his strength, and he also floated backwards. The kick intended to overturn the gold plate was lightly brushed over the gold plate, and it was completely in vain.

In the midst of all the attention, Liu Zhengfeng pressed his hands into the gold plate, fished them out left and right in the clear water, and then raised them high and signaled to the guests. A little bit of water trickled down from his palm, wetting a small slice of his sleeve. Everyone can see it clearly. The hand-washing ceremony has ended. From this moment on, Liu Zhengfeng is no longer a person in the martial arts. According to the convention, no one can restrain him with the rules of the martial arts, let alone trouble him because of the rights and wrongs on the rivers and lakes.

The people of the Songshan faction had already entered Hengyang City. But they just chose to appear at this critical moment, the purpose was to forcibly stop Liu Zhengfeng in front of all the guests who came to congratulate, so as to show the prestige of the Songshan faction. Unexpectedly, Liu Zhengfeng completely ignored the words of the "Left League Leader's Order", and just went his own way. tried to forcibly stop it, but was killed by Cheng Biting Jin, which ruined a good thing. All kinds of unexpected variables were all unexpected by the people of the Songshan faction. Suddenly, the five Songshan disciples led by Shi Dengda were also dumbfounded, quite at a loss.

At the critical moment, someone from the Songshan faction came to stop Liu Sanye from washing his hands. And not only exported, but also at the same time. This change also shocked nearly a thousand guests in the lobby. Feeling at a loss, no one dared to speak first. Suddenly, there was silence in the lobby. The words that should have sounded to congratulate Liu Zhengfeng were not even half a sentence. The atmosphere was not only awkward, but also sinister!

The man in yellow who fell from the sky was really good. He flew a few feet backwards and landed lightly and unharmed. Everyone stared intently, and saw that this person was in his forties, of medium stature, unusually thin, and had two whiskers on his upper lip. But he is the younger brother of Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan faction, named Fei Bin, nicknamed "Da Songyang Hand". Annoyed, he slashed at the man who had just thrown the gun at him and asked, "Who are you?" How dare you come and meddle with the affairs of my Wuyue Sword Sect? Isn't it impatient to live! ”

Chen Sheng said coldly: "I am a guest of Liu Sanye, and I came here to witness Liu Sanye's golden plate washing his hands." As a guest, seeing that the host's house was disturbed by sāo, of course he had to help. What are you? Sneakily hiding on the beams of other people's houses, is it because they want to do such things as rats and dogs? ”

The gold plate had finished washing his hands, and Mi Weiyi, a disciple of Liumen, hurriedly sent a new towel to the master. Liu Zhengfeng wiped the water traces on his hands and said lightly: "Chen Sheng Shaoxia, this is Senior Brother Fei Bin, one of the thirteen Taibao of Songshan, nicknamed Da Songyangshou. Rats steal dogs, and Senior Brother Fei doesn't bother to do it. ”

After a pause, Liu Zhengfeng said again: "In the next Jinpan to wash my hands, I have sent invitations to the brothers and sisters of the four factions such as Songshan, Taishan, Huashan, and Hengshan. It's a pity that until the end of the day, no one has come to Songshan. I thought that the leader of the Left League disdained such a trivial matter and did not take it to heart. It is rare for the brothers and sisters of the Wuyue Sword Sect to gather together, but Songshan is the only one missing, which is inevitably a fly in the ointment. In my heart, I also regret it. But it turned out that the brothers and sisters of the Songshan faction had already arrived. Good, good, haode very. But I don't know that in addition to Senior Brother Fei and Senior Brother Shi's nephew, which other senior brothers of the Songshan faction are here? Let's show up together. ”

Fei Bin's face was sinking, and his heart was calculating, but in the end, he fell short, and still let Liu Zhengfeng successfully complete the Jinpan handwashing ceremony. Painstakingly plotting, seeing it as empty. Could it be that he and the others just left in disgrace without achieving anything? No, never! There is no turning back from the bow, and now, no matter what, it can only be forced to the end.

Now that you have made up your mind, you will no longer hesitate. Fei Bin turned around and nodded to Stendhal. Stenda understood, held the command flag high, and wanted to shout when he opened his mouth. However, there is still no time to speak. Suddenly, someone in the back hall screamed, and the voice was extremely terrible. Immediately afterward, a series of blade strikes erupted one after another. "Ping Pong~" was noisy. But in an instant, only a loud sound like a stone shattering explosion was heard, and all other sounds quickly fell silent. It became silent.

Shi Dengda, Fei Bin and others changed slightly, and their hearts were secretly not good. Stenda was a little breathless, and turned around to enter the inner hall to see what was going on. Before they could take a step forward, the guests who were close to the back hall suddenly exclaimed in unison, and then they automatically retreated, and finally opened another way in the already impassable hall.

A series of crisp laughter, like silver bells. Under the horrified gaze of countless people, Ye Yongxing swaggered out. But instead of walking, he sat on a mount - Leonardo, a lion with a golden mane summoned by a magic statue.

The lion was muscular, muscular, strong, and clawed—that's fine. What makes people feel even more creepy is that within its huge mouth of blood disk, there is a young man in yellow sè clothes. The two rows of dagger-like fangs were stuck deep in the waist of the man in the yellow shirt, so that the skin broke and the blood flowed. When the lion walks all the way, the blood stays all the way. Dripping, the straight people are shocking to see!

However, this lion does not bite deeply, so it will not lead to death. The man in its mouth looked sane and sane. But because of this, I feel more and more terrifying. The whole body was stiff, and he didn't dare to move a little, for fear of angering the lion, and the huge mouth of the blood plate was closed hard, and he was about to be bitten in two when he boarded!

The pupils in Stenda's eyes constricted, and he shouted, "Senior Brother Wan, you ...... Why did you get bitten by this brute? "Even ask a few words, but where did Wan Daping, a disciple of Songshan, dare to speak? Stenda was full of anger, and instead wanted to vent on Ye Yongxing, and roared at her viciously: "Little girl, this beast is raised by you? Hurry up and tell it to loosen up! If you hurt our Songshan disciples, you will have to pay for your life. ”

Ye Yongxing didn't bother to pay attention to him, just casually raised his little hand and patted the magic lion on the head. The lion understood, and his mouth immediately increased slightly. Wan Daping, a disciple of Songshan, immediately shouted to the sky and grabbed the earth, screaming like killing a pig.

In the midst of a terrible scream. One after another, more than a dozen people walked out of the inner hall. The first is Liu Zhengfeng's wife, followed by Liu Zhengfeng's second son Liu Qin, Liu Zhengfeng's daughter Liu Jing, and eight Liu Men disciples headed by Xiang Danian and so on. In addition, there is another person, but it is Su Ziling! She held the Remington shotgun flat in both hands, visibly nervous. At the muzzle of the gun, wisps of gunsmoke could be faintly seen. Immediately afterwards, there were several other Songshan disciples in yellow shirts, but they did not come out by themselves, but were dragged out by the disciples of the Liu Sect. Everyone was wounded, and there was a moan of mourning.

Liu Zhengfeng breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Chen Sheng gratefully. Then he sneered: "Senior Brother Fei, Senior Nephew Shi, these are all from your Songshan, right?" But I don't know that weishenme has a front lobby and doesn't eat wine, but I want to go to the back to eat the wind? Isn't that too embarrassing for yourself? ”

The previous arrangement was completely defeated, and Fei Bin was annoyed and ashamed, his face was pale, and he was reluctant to speak anymore. However, Stenda can barely maintain his composure, so as not to mess up. He took a few deep breaths, forcibly squeezed out a smile, and said, "Uncle Liu forgives his sins." My master passed down an order, for the sake of the lives of millions of colleagues in the martial arts, I came to ask Uncle Liu not to wash his hands. I was afraid that Uncle Liu would not obey the order, so I made some preparations in advance. If you are offended, please don't blame it. ”